She strayed from the sea shore,
that she was told to stay by
as a child
And looked for a single glass shard,
on an endless beach of sand,
cutting her feet bare with glitter.

The night came through,
like an eclipsing sun
and moonlight cried on her,
while she sat and stared
at the dead stars in the broken sky;
they faded as the memory of the
implosiasions that happened light years ago
finally caught up with them.

The ones left
formed together, made a person.
A girl so brave,
all the knights on the round table
would bow down to her.
So ferocious and fantastically clever,
that all the men in the land
would pray at her alter,
and such a Daisly dreaming beauty,
that all the eyes in the word
will come and desire.

Right there and then
the girl staring up in the dancing sky
fell in love right there and then
with a girl
that she was yet to become.